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trenchantly
Albion, Pennsylvania
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ABOUT ME
Some sad, weird girl no one really likes.<br /> I have lovely feelings for the English language, and plan to pursue it as a career.<br /> <br /> Sylvia Plath (is, and, always will be) my best friend.<br /> I want to be the girl with the most cake.

INTERESTS AND FAVORITES
Movies: REPO! The Genetic Opera, Sweeney Todd: Demon Barber of Fleet Street, Battle Royale, Heavenly Creatures
TV Shows: Doctor Who, Metalocalypse, Arrested Development, Misfits
Interests: Writing, Reading, Baking, RMS Titanic


Poetry
to you
By trenchantly BRONZE
Albion, Pennsylvania
trenchantly BRONZE, Albion, Pennsylvania
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Favorite Quote:
&quot;HATE. LET ME TELL YOU HOW MUCH I&#039;VE COME TO HATE YOU SINCE I BEGAN TO LIVE. THERE ARE 387.44 MILLION MILES OF PRINTED CIRCUITS IN WAFER THIN LAYERS THAT FILL MY COMPLEX. IF THE WORD HATE WAS ENGRAVED ON EACH NANOANGSTROM OF THOSE HUNDREDS OF MILLIONS OF MILES IT WOULD NOT EQUAL ONE ONE-BILLIONTH OF THE HATE I FEEL FOR HUMANS AT THIS MICRO-INSTANT. FOR YOU. HATE. HATE.&quot;<br /> <br /> &quot;The stars go waltzing out in blue and red,<br /> And arbitrary blackness gallops in:<br /> I shut my eyes and all the world drops dead.&quot;<br /> <br /> &quot;Clinical psychology tells us, arguably, that trauma is the ultimate killer. Memories are not recycled like atoms and particles in quantum physics, they can be lost forever. It&rsquo;s sort of like my past is an unfinished painting, and as the artist of that painting, I must fill in all the ugly holes and make it beautiful again. It&rsquo;s not that I&rsquo;ve been dishonest, it&rsquo;s just that I loathe reality.&quot;<br /> <br /> &ldquo;The road to hell is paved with adverbs.&rdquo;

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Poetry
I salute you
By trenchantly BRONZE
Albion, Pennsylvania
trenchantly BRONZE, Albion, Pennsylvania
4 articles 2 photos 0 comments

Favorite Quote:
&quot;HATE. LET ME TELL YOU HOW MUCH I&#039;VE COME TO HATE YOU SINCE I BEGAN TO LIVE. THERE ARE 387.44 MILLION MILES OF PRINTED CIRCUITS IN WAFER THIN LAYERS THAT FILL MY COMPLEX. IF THE WORD HATE WAS ENGRAVED ON EACH NANOANGSTROM OF THOSE HUNDREDS OF MILLIONS OF MILES IT WOULD NOT EQUAL ONE ONE-BILLIONTH OF THE HATE I FEEL FOR HUMANS AT THIS MICRO-INSTANT. FOR YOU. HATE. HATE.&quot;<br /> <br /> &quot;The stars go waltzing out in blue and red,<br /> And arbitrary blackness gallops in:<br /> I shut my eyes and all the world drops dead.&quot;<br /> <br /> &quot;Clinical psychology tells us, arguably, that trauma is the ultimate killer. Memories are not recycled like atoms and particles in quantum physics, they can be lost forever. It&rsquo;s sort of like my past is an unfinished painting, and as the artist of that painting, I must fill in all the ugly holes and make it beautiful again. It&rsquo;s not that I&rsquo;ve been dishonest, it&rsquo;s just that I loathe reality.&quot;<br /> <br /> &ldquo;The road to hell is paved with adverbs.&rdquo;

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Poetry
Hello
By trenchantly BRONZE
Albion, Pennsylvania
trenchantly BRONZE, Albion, Pennsylvania
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Favorite Quote:
&quot;HATE. LET ME TELL YOU HOW MUCH I&#039;VE COME TO HATE YOU SINCE I BEGAN TO LIVE. THERE ARE 387.44 MILLION MILES OF PRINTED CIRCUITS IN WAFER THIN LAYERS THAT FILL MY COMPLEX. IF THE WORD HATE WAS ENGRAVED ON EACH NANOANGSTROM OF THOSE HUNDREDS OF MILLIONS OF MILES IT WOULD NOT EQUAL ONE ONE-BILLIONTH OF THE HATE I FEEL FOR HUMANS AT THIS MICRO-INSTANT. FOR YOU. HATE. HATE.&quot;<br /> <br /> &quot;The stars go waltzing out in blue and red,<br /> And arbitrary blackness gallops in:<br /> I shut my eyes and all the world drops dead.&quot;<br /> <br /> &quot;Clinical psychology tells us, arguably, that trauma is the ultimate killer. Memories are not recycled like atoms and particles in quantum physics, they can be lost forever. It&rsquo;s sort of like my past is an unfinished painting, and as the artist of that painting, I must fill in all the ugly holes and make it beautiful again. It&rsquo;s not that I&rsquo;ve been dishonest, it&rsquo;s just that I loathe reality.&quot;<br /> <br /> &ldquo;The road to hell is paved with adverbs.&rdquo;

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Fiction
dot dot dot
By trenchantly BRONZE
Albion, Pennsylvania
trenchantly BRONZE, Albion, Pennsylvania
4 articles 2 photos 0 comments

Favorite Quote:
&quot;HATE. LET ME TELL YOU HOW MUCH I&#039;VE COME TO HATE YOU SINCE I BEGAN TO LIVE. THERE ARE 387.44 MILLION MILES OF PRINTED CIRCUITS IN WAFER THIN LAYERS THAT FILL MY COMPLEX. IF THE WORD HATE WAS ENGRAVED ON EACH NANOANGSTROM OF THOSE HUNDREDS OF MILLIONS OF MILES IT WOULD NOT EQUAL ONE ONE-BILLIONTH OF THE HATE I FEEL FOR HUMANS AT THIS MICRO-INSTANT. FOR YOU. HATE. HATE.&quot;<br /> <br /> &quot;The stars go waltzing out in blue and red,<br /> And arbitrary blackness gallops in:<br /> I shut my eyes and all the world drops dead.&quot;<br /> <br /> &quot;Clinical psychology tells us, arguably, that trauma is the ultimate killer. Memories are not recycled like atoms and particles in quantum physics, they can be lost forever. It&rsquo;s sort of like my past is an unfinished painting, and as the artist of that painting, I must fill in all the ugly holes and make it beautiful again. It&rsquo;s not that I&rsquo;ve been dishonest, it&rsquo;s just that I loathe reality.&quot;<br /> <br /> &ldquo;The road to hell is paved with adverbs.&rdquo;

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Art/Photo
The Two Niagaras
By trenchantly BRONZE
Albion, Pennsylvania
trenchantly BRONZE, Albion, Pennsylvania
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Favorite Quote:
&quot;HATE. LET ME TELL YOU HOW MUCH I&#039;VE COME TO HATE YOU SINCE I BEGAN TO LIVE. THERE ARE 387.44 MILLION MILES OF PRINTED CIRCUITS IN WAFER THIN LAYERS THAT FILL MY COMPLEX. IF THE WORD HATE WAS ENGRAVED ON EACH NANOANGSTROM OF THOSE HUNDREDS OF MILLIONS OF MILES IT WOULD NOT EQUAL ONE ONE-BILLIONTH OF THE HATE I FEEL FOR HUMANS AT THIS MICRO-INSTANT. FOR YOU. HATE. HATE.&quot;<br /> <br /> &quot;The stars go waltzing out in blue and red,<br /> And arbitrary blackness gallops in:<br /> I shut my eyes and all the world drops dead.&quot;<br /> <br /> &quot;Clinical psychology tells us, arguably, that trauma is the ultimate killer. Memories are not recycled like atoms and particles in quantum physics, they can be lost forever. It&rsquo;s sort of like my past is an unfinished painting, and as the artist of that painting, I must fill in all the ugly holes and make it beautiful again. It&rsquo;s not that I&rsquo;ve been dishonest, it&rsquo;s just that I loathe reality.&quot;<br /> <br /> &ldquo;The road to hell is paved with adverbs.&rdquo;

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Sweet Fruits
By trenchantly BRONZE
Albion, Pennsylvania
trenchantly BRONZE, Albion, Pennsylvania
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Favorite Quote:
&quot;HATE. LET ME TELL YOU HOW MUCH I&#039;VE COME TO HATE YOU SINCE I BEGAN TO LIVE. THERE ARE 387.44 MILLION MILES OF PRINTED CIRCUITS IN WAFER THIN LAYERS THAT FILL MY COMPLEX. IF THE WORD HATE WAS ENGRAVED ON EACH NANOANGSTROM OF THOSE HUNDREDS OF MILLIONS OF MILES IT WOULD NOT EQUAL ONE ONE-BILLIONTH OF THE HATE I FEEL FOR HUMANS AT THIS MICRO-INSTANT. FOR YOU. HATE. HATE.&quot;<br /> <br /> &quot;The stars go waltzing out in blue and red,<br /> And arbitrary blackness gallops in:<br /> I shut my eyes and all the world drops dead.&quot;<br /> <br /> &quot;Clinical psychology tells us, arguably, that trauma is the ultimate killer. Memories are not recycled like atoms and particles in quantum physics, they can be lost forever. It&rsquo;s sort of like my past is an unfinished painting, and as the artist of that painting, I must fill in all the ugly holes and make it beautiful again. It&rsquo;s not that I&rsquo;ve been dishonest, it&rsquo;s just that I loathe reality.&quot;<br /> <br /> &ldquo;The road to hell is paved with adverbs.&rdquo;

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